Chilton: You've made this dessert for me before.
Hannibal: One of my favourite desserts. Traditionally made with pig's blood, in this case, a local cow.
Chilton: And when you last made it for me?
Hannibal: The blood was from a cow, only in a derogatory sense.
Dear Will, we have all found a new life, but our old lives hover in the shadows. Soon enough I fear Jack Crawford will come knocking. I would encourage you, as a friend, not to step back through the door he holds open. It's dark on the other side, and madness is waiting.Hannibal
I would be cautious. The young Turk may inspire the old Lithuanian to keep himself interesting.Chilton
Shawn: Tasha, I'm ready to do whatever it takes to be with you.
Tommy: You should have let me kill her!
Tasha: No, Ghost says that he needs Angela alive for his plan to work. But as soon as this is over, that bitch is catching a bullet from my gun, not yours.
Ghost: You want to get out of the hood?
Dre: Doesn't everybody?
Ghost: Not Kanan. Offered him a job, he said no thanks, went right back to them streets. Some people, ya know, only believe in what they can see.
Dre: Well, I can see you. You ain't from here no more.
Ghost: Angela isn't that simple, Tasha. Great sex ain't going to keep her from thinking for herself.
Tasha: Then you need to outthink her, just like you did me.
I trust you. It's her I don't trust. She's the problem, G. You've been fucking her this whole time, telling her you're going to leave Tasha. Well, you did. You left Tasha and she's still coming after us. Don't you get it? When you gonna realize you ain't in control of the situation no more. No plan of yours is going to stop until she gets what she fucking wants.Tommy
I don't need you to be my man, okay? I'm gonna have to be my own man from now on.Tasha [to Shawn]
D'avin: Okay guys what the hell's a black warrant?
Dutch: Competitive warrant, top Killjoys only. Best team wins.
John: In other words, grab your shiniest toys and your biggest balls. You're about to meet the family.
There are, six is an urban legend. Killjoys supposedly snatched up into some special training camp on Arkyn.D'avin; Whoa whoa whoa I thought there were only five Killjoy levels. Dutch
John: We got you here, now you get us to Dutch.
D'avin: I spent the last two hours not punching him. I should have been punching him.
Fancy: I'm just messing with you man. This is the bloodhound.
John: How's it work?
Fancy: Automatic chemoreceptor, built it myself. Just needs something Dutch touched, underwear.. bra?